VICTORIA ~

“How time flies.” I murmured under my breath, my thumb gently swiping across the screen of my phone.

A soft smile tugged at my lips as I stared at Liam’s pictures. Those tiny hands, chubby cheeks, and that innocent smile he used to give when he didn’t even understand the world yet.

"Back then, he could barely sit up on his own, but now he’s five already.” I whispered, my chest tightening slightly.

Liam is five years old but so brilliant, full of energy. Literally, he's too smart for his own good.

Life had moved so fast it almost felt unfair.

Benita had already gone back to Manhattan...